A New Hero in town

Magic. Some saw it as a gift and others a curse, there are those who it for their own personal gain and there are those who use it to help others. There are those who were born with magic and those magic is taught to if they possess the talent for it. One thing about magic that would never change no matter how it was used or by- it can grow stronger and sometimes even the greatest magic users cannot control it.

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This magic using individual was born with it, though she first saw it as a curse and who could blame her? She was kidnapped and tortured because of it- her grandparents being murdered. She should see it as a curse forever and hate it, right? For a long while the blue jay did just that- until the day she was rescued by two older male birds who would later adopt her. After learning how to control the magic better from one of her new dads that could also was a born magic user- she grew to see it as a gift and embrace it and her new life.

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All Feliciana wanted to do in life from then on was three things- be a musician, travel the world to learn it all, and use her magic to help and save others. Once she was old enough, she left her fathers to achieve at least one of those goals- she traveled to America to start her career as a musician initially in St. Canard, but once she heard the reports and stories of a masked hero...It inspired her to become a hero herself!

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It took months of saving any extra money she earned from her job at the music store, but she finally managed to make herself a costume: a gray-colored eye mask to hide her identity and a handmade black body suit with a dark blue vest over it. To complete her hero ensemble she wore a gray cape and had her hair feathers in a pony tail rather than her dual braids she normally wears. All she needed was a name and she'd be ready to make her debut and maybe even meet her idol!

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She was a hero for a week so far, she had the attention of the citizens and the paparazzi, but she had not seen Darkwing Duck apparently nobody has this week. Where had he gone?

    • Drake Mallard
      Drake Mallard

      Darkwing had been on vacation that week (doctor's orders!) to get some relief from stress and relax without worrying about anything for once.

      However, coming home to find out someone was trying to steal his spot light sent him straight back into stress.

      Who was this hero? And how dare they! The nerve!

      So using those detective skills (and well the newspapers helped), he went in search of this newcomer to give her a piece of his mind.

      • Feliciana Carioca-Pistoles
        Feliciana Carioca-Pistoles

        If Darkwing was listening to the news station on the Ratcatcher's radio, he would be hearing more of the new hero- including her previous location. "Tom Lackjaw reporting in from a small but humble family-owned store on fifth and main- 'Green Grocers' who would have lost everything if not for St. Canard's beloved unnamed and unknown hero just moments ago! Eye witness and owner of the shop was forced to put money in the bag or else the suspect would pull the trigger on his eight-year-old grandson who was in their hold at the time."

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        "It was like magic I tell ya!" The elderly man said. "One minute there's a gun at my dear Johnny's head and within a blink of an eye the gun turned into a harmless tulip! The guy was so shocked he dropped Johnny and that's when she swooped in from nowhere- kicking him down!"

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        "And for those of you watching on television, you can see that there is no damage done as if the store was never touched! Can you explain why that is to our viewers, Mr. Green?"

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        "A few shelves had been knocked over by the take-down and our produce smashed all over the ground, but this hero apologized for causing the mess and used her magic or whatever to fix everything- even cleaned the floors!"

         

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        Feliciana was relaxing on the roof of a Starducks not too far off, drinking water and eating a snack- magic took energy for her to use so she always carried snacks in her belt to replenish herself. (or give to a homeless person if she saw one)

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        "Another night of no Darkwing?" She mumbled to herself aloud with a frown. "Where is he?"

        • Drake Mallard
          Drake Mallard

          Having grown annoyed by the news on the radio, he had switched the station to some tunes to try and ease up his sour mood. It had been a long night so hearing about this newcomer that he yet to find only added to his grumpiness.

          "Enough of that." He snorted before humming along to a song.

          He had been patrolling for awhile now so decided a snack and a break would be in order he so stopped at the nearest Starducks.

          "Coffee always perks me up. A hero needs fuel to keep going." Darkwing said to himself as he tossed his helmet into the side car after hopping off the Ratcatcher.

          The guy behind the counter eyed the masked duck when the hero entered.

          "Two of your finest quad expressos please." Darkwing leaned against the counter and raised an eyebrow when the employee seemed to staring at him funny. "What? I need the boost of energy to keep me up all night making sure this city is safe from villainy."

          "It's not that. It's your--nevermind. I'll get your order." He was not about to cause trouble with someone in a mask who may or may not be there to rob the place.

          • Feliciana Carioca-Pistoles
            Feliciana Carioca-Pistoles

            Finishing her snack and water, she stood up and spotted the Ratcatcher, which she had previously only seen on  newspaper or on television. "I-Is that?!"

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            Her curiosity of if this vehicle did belong to her idol turned to excitement upon seeing none other than Darkwing Duck himself walk towards it. The aspiring hero jumped off the building, making a 'super-hero landing' perfectly on the ground, not paying any mind to the civilians who stopped in their tracks.

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            "Signore Darkwing Duck!" She greeted rather enthusiastically with a wave and a grin, much like a kid meeting Santa Clause or Mickey Mouse would.

            • Drake Mallard
              Drake Mallard

              The guy working the counter was paid after bringing the goods and left a signed glossy which only confused the poor soul even more.

              Darkwing was walking back to the Ratcatcher when he heard his name being called. Both of his hands were full as he had a cup of expresso in each one and in his mouth was a jelly doughnut so her response from him was a muffled mumble as he caught sight of who was calling him.

              "Hello?" Once he had set the cups down and had taken a bite of the doughnut he greeted her. He narrowed his eyes after getting a good look at her outfit. "Are you the one doing all of this hero business while I've been gone?"

              • Feliciana Carioca-Pistoles
                Feliciana Carioca-Pistoles

                "Si, si!" She answered excitedly, very happy that her idol had noticed her deeds while taking one of his now freed hands to shake it vigorously- she had quite a firm grip too.

                "Soon after my arrival here in St. Canard many months ago, I learned about you on the television and newspapers!" She explained, maintaining the same enthusiastic attitude. 

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                A brief pause occurred as if something dawned on her, her enthusiasm soon turning into curiosity. "Where have you been anyway?"

                • Drake Mallard
                  Drake Mallard

                  "Oh?" Darkwing was a little surprised at first to be greeted so enthusiastically but then that was soon replaced with him puffing up proudly. "Ah. You have heard of my heroic deeds then? Quite impressive if I say so myself."

                  Are we sure you're not a peacock, DW?

                  He twitched a little at the next question. "Eh. Special case."

                  Which was a lie. It was forced time off of work. He didn't wish to discuss it with his little fan here.

                  "Sometimes I'm needed elsewhere. My deeds are known far and wide."

                  • Feliciana Carioca-Pistoles
                    Feliciana Carioca-Pistoles

                    "Your heroic deeds have been a great inspiration for me, signore!" She admitted. She may be a young adult, but she honestly had the enthusiasm of a young child. 

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                    Nodding with enthusiasm at the answer, her smile grew a bit wider. "Understood! I kept the city safe for you while you were gone and I hope to do work alongside you in the future!"

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                    Slapping herself on the forehead, she grunted. "A thousand apologies, I have not introduced myself! You can call me, Magia!"

                     

                    • Drake Mallard
                      Drake Mallard

                      "Oh really? " DW smiled. If his head swelled up anymore with pride he might float away. "It seems I don't need an introduction."

                      But he'll give one anyways.

                      "I am Darkwing Duck." He bowed a little while tipping his hat.

                      He perked up when his ears caught a report coming in through the Ratcatcher's computer. "A crime!" He exclaimed as he hopped onto the bike. Quickly, he finished his snack and both drinks before revving up the engine and slipping on his helmet.

                      "Oh, boy. It sounds like a bank robbery." He rubbed his hands together in excitement. 

                      • Feliciana Carioca-Pistoles
                        Feliciana Carioca-Pistoles

                        "Oooo, a crime?" 

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                        Feliciana excitedly approached the Ratcatcher, looking over her idol's shoulder to see the screen rather enthusiastically.

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                        "Eccezionale!" She exclaimed in her native language. "Can I join you?!"

                        • Drake Mallard
                          Drake Mallard

                          Darkwing looked at her for a moment and then said. "Alright. Hop in." 

                          Now she could see him in action. Which only fueled his ego more. 

                          • Feliciana Carioca-Pistoles
                            Feliciana Carioca-Pistoles

                            Feliciana let out a squee of excitement much like any fangirl would if they got the chance to be with their idol as she hopped into the sidecar of the Ratcatcher.

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                            "This is the night I've been waiting for! Oh! Where's the big guy that you usually work with?"